I'm right in the middle and give myself over to it all
But if you look behind the scenes
Then it always starts like this
I always sleep too long
Can't get it together and feel sh*tty because of it
I don't recognize myself in the shop windows
Don't spot anything I like
I need the prettiest clothes
And a hand that holds my hand forever
What should we dream of, the way we are?
The way we are? The way we are?
What can we believe in? Where's this leading?
What will come and stay, the way we are?
I feel empty and the night weighs heavy
So heavy on my shoulders
It's been gone for a long time
Another night just wasted
I've searched and searched
For eyes that interest me
It's never worked
But I don't wanna get it
What should we dream of, the way we are?
The way we are? The way we are?
What can we believe in? Where's this leading?
What will come and stay, the way we are?
We let ourselves drift through the city's clubs
Through strangers' hands and we never get enough
With somebody else's lover
We'd never leave
We can't breathe anymore
We drink too much, it's still a game without aim
When's it gonna stop? When do we get out of here?
What should we dream of? Where's home?
What should we dream of, the way we are?
The way we are? The way we are?
What can we believe in? Where's this leading?
What will come and stay, the way we are?
We let ourselves drift through the city's clubs
Through strangers' hands and we never get enough
Then we wake up with somebody else's lover
The ones we thought we'd never leave
What should we dream of?